Saturday, December 6, 2008
Street lights
Its beginning to feel cold as shit.
So last night after a bottle of goose, a couple of coronas, electropop music, house dancing, and Denny's Steve got a flat tire right in front of my house right when he was dropping me off. You can look at this two ways. It sucks because he has a flat tire. BUT it happened at the right time, in front of my house, not on the freeway. So he was actually very fortunate that something unfortunate happened when it did.
He came over the next morning and we fixed it. It took an hour and a half. All his nuts, bolts, and treads were stripped and fucked to hell. Guess who did all the work? Yours truly.
After that we went to sears to buy some new tires, and got some fish tacos while they were replacing it. Good stuff.

Is it hopeless to believe that it isn't hopeless?
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